Great Canyon

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

“You must come.”

“No, not yet.”

“You have no choice.”

“But I must right something
in my life.
Wait till morning.”

“You have no more mornings
in your quiver.”

“Oh.”

“Now, let go
of the rim
of the Great Canyon.”

6 Comments

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6 responses to “Great Canyon

  1. Elizabeth Herron

    Wow, more wow. I love “no more mornings in your quiver.”

  2. The time has arrived
    Quiet, vast and glorious
    Your wise acceptance

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